A huge disc hangs in the air, seemingly light and graceful, yet bearing immense weight.

 

The figures quietly standing beneath its shadow are the true fulcrums of this city. It is their hard work and sweat rooted deep in the earth that lift up the dreams floating among the clouds.

 

Buildings rise upward toward the sky, while people take root steadily into the ground. Behind every bustling prosperity lies countless solid and reliable fulcrums.

 

Salute to every ordinary builder!